Twisted tale of choosing a mate, anger management, and a children's fable |
This is the story of Dorville McSlam The royal prince of Tempangabam Where the babies don't whimper And no children have tempers Except for young Dorville McSlam Everybody in Tempangabam knows Dorville gets angry whereever he goes When he stomps through the room Kids and critters go ZOOM In fear of his fists and his toes One day on a family vacation to Romitalli He met a girl he though was so lovely She told him she'd like him more If he'd quit slamming doors And start being nice to his family What happened next would surprise you I'm sure That mean little prince turned sweet and mature He bullied no more No one heard him slam doors His love for Irabella so strong and so pure Dorville McSlam and his beautiful bride Were loved in the kingdom far and wide Of his years as a bully They forgave him fully And his lovely wife gave him a girl child But everything changed when their daughter was four Iradora inherited Dorville's complexion and more She pouted and fussed But her hair never mussed As she angrily slammed every door. Poor Irabella, she pondered her fate She married a man who once was irate Now their darling little starlet Had become quite a tartlet And she prayed her child's anger would abate This brings me to the lesson I wish to share Be wary who you marry, and buyer beware You may have a child So meek and mild Or, like Irabella, you may have a nightmare. SWPoet |